He could hear the birds sing once more, but that might have something to do with losing the scraps of fleece the birds had collected for the nests the... had created inside his head. Field mice twisted and stretched inside his belly, and his gaily-coloured kilt swung happily in the breeze once more. The ponies were let out in the field for longer during the day, their hooves creating a quagmire of the boggy land, and they started to pay him more attention than they ever had before. Lulled by the. I told her not to embarrass me by saying crap like that." Oh. Well, I can understand the matricidal urges. My dad had a go at me about tonight too." What did he say?" she asked, coming to a stop, still holding my arm."Oh, nothing. Just-- he warned me about ... you know," I stuttered, wishing I'd said nothing."What did he say?" she asked again, this time more firmly, letting go of my arm and turning to face me."He um ... he said that he and my mum weren't ready to be grandparents yet, so..."Nao. “I can’t help it,” I smiled. “My cock got hard on seeing your breasts, and Ifeel like rubbing. What’s wrong with that?” I said taking advantage of the situation as we were both alone in the house now.“Why do you want to do that in front of me,” Gulabo blushed, stopping short of telling me to continue my cock jerking in private.“This is my room and I can do whatever I feel like doing?” I said jokingly. “I just like rubbing my cock. It feels so good to do in front of you.”“Can’t you cover. My tongue encircled the area, dropping deeper into her cleft. I excited her. She excited me. She insisted that we couple, and then that first magic moment took place where my cock head split apart her moist clam, burrowing deep into her body. The feeling was out of this world.We made love on the bed, Sheila welcoming my every kiss, move, and penetration. She was occasionally the aggressor, and often the submissive female. As eager as we were to do this, we both lasted an inordinately long time.